I hadn’t worked out in almost a week, so I blasted to the park the other morning for a quick run before I clocked into work. It was a glorious 3 miles, and it felt so good to get my body moving again. I drove the kids up to Oregon for the week, and both work and all the smoke from the wildfires kept me from getting my run on. I am also way overdue for a drop-in to CrossFit GP, so I totally owe you guys! 😉
In other CrossFit news, my L1 certification is only two weeks away! Eek! I also realized that I chose to attend a fitness certification in the mountains. At altitude. And I am a coastal girl. This won’t be painful at all. No worries, it’ll just be two days of sucking wind under a pvc pipe, what could possibly go wrong?
Also coming up, the kids start school next week! Squish has leveled up to First Grade (!!) and will be attending the same local elementary school as last year. I’ve chatted with him about it, and he seems pretty nonchalant about the upcoming year. Buttercup has me a little concerned. She’s starting a brand new school this year, since her current one is closing. While some of her friends will be moving to the school with her, I know she’s had a really rough year as it is with all the changes in her little life (PSA: divorce is hard on everyone, yo) and transitions have never been her forte. I’m anticipating a few rough weeks of tear-streaked drop offs until she settles back in to the new-new-NEW normal. But kids are resilient, and I’m almost certain I’ll have a harder time with it than she will.
Stop growing up. Just stop already.
That’s all from my side of the mountain, have a most wonderful week, and go make it a great day!
I’ve seen these posts from other blogs, and I love them. I can’t remember if I’ve done one of these “day in the life” posts before, so here you go! Edit: yes, I did a Day in the Life post a couple years ago. Time flies!
5:00 – alarm goes off. I scroll through social media for a good 20 minutes until I feel like I’m ready to get out of bed.
5:20 – shower and dress for work
5:45 – head downstairs to meditate and write an entry in my gratitude journal. Because I totally do this every day. And by “every day” I mean once in a while when I remember that I want to meditate and journal every day. And today I nailed it.
6:10 – start breakfast. Squish wakes up and keeps me company. We eat breakfast together
6:30 – I clean up breakfast and do the dishes from last night. We play Lego trucks for a bit.
6:45 – pack my stuff for work
7:00 – time to commute to Silicon Valley!
7:20 – Starbucks stop
8:10 – pull into the parking lot, and there’s an open charging station, yay!
8:45 – coffee #2
10:00 – unplug my fully-charged car and park closer to the building
11:00 – meetings meetings meetings
12:00 – more meetings, but they catered in Greek food for lunch! I ate this x2
2:30 – la Croix break!
4:00 – heading into my last meeting of the day. I won’t make it home in time to pick up Squish from preschool, so I text Hulk to save me.
4:40 – fly out of the office to try and get home in time for CrossFit
6:00 – get home, change, slam down food, jump back in the car and head to the gym
6:30 – CROSSFIT YAY!
7:30 – peel myself off the ground and head home
7:50 – arrive at home. Hulk made the kids popcorn and they’re watching a movie. I join them for a bit; it’s the first time I’ve seen Buttercup today
8:15 – I jump in the shower while Hulk wrangles the kids to bed
8:30 – doing some housework crosses my mind, but I’m too tired to peel myself off the couch. Dishes can wait, I suppose. Hulk and I catch up on our days.
9:00: I’m done. Good night!
Go make it a great day!
According to my sister, I have a superhuman ability to find a quality Starbucks or coffee shop anywhere. I don’t care where you are; I will find coffee for you. It’s my gift to humanity.
Saturday we took the kids to the California Academy of Sciences in Golden Gate Park to meet up Amanda and her husband for a day of gettin’ our learn on. Squish was super interested in the exhibits (especially the Earthquake interactive display) until he discovered that there were interactive iPads with games on them at every turn. Then he just played games instead of, like, looking at the exhibits. At least I think he’s learning.
Buttercup was a lot more interested than I thought she would be. We made it in time to see them feed the Penguins, and she sat still in my lap through the entire presentation, watching them gobble fish from the biologist (Squish was long gone into iPad Land at that point). Then we checked out the huge aquarium and she was just mesmerized with the giant reef exhibit.
Then Sunday I went to CrossFit. Yay! At our gym Sundays are for hero WODs, so the suck factor is always at full-throttle.
For time, sets of 21-15-9-9-15-21 reps:
Deadlift (men=100kg, women=70kg)
I scaled the weight on the deadlifts down to 50kg (110 lbs) because I recall 70 is my 10-rep max, and this workout requires, like, 90 reps. So, nope.
I started out trying to pace at sets of 5 deadlifts, which worked out okay for approximately 2 minutes. I hit the “pain cave” hard and fast, and it was one of those workouts where I about started crying because when I go that hard I get super emotional (It’s no wonder that they call it “barbell therapy”!), but I didn’t cry, my hands didn’t rip, and I was done in 17:11.
It’s been a year since my family and I moved from our downtown SF apartment to our “forever home” in the East Bay. I had started this post last year but never published it because, well, we moved and I was totally swamped with moving-related activities. The past few moves we’ve added a child each time, and it’s amazing how exponentially harder it is to move with the addition of each small human. I normally like to move, but after this last one, I’m happy to stay camped out for a while! Anyway, here is a little tribute to our happy little cosmopolitan nest perched on the 31st floor that we enjoyed for 2 1/2 years.
That time is finally upon us. After months of searching and weeks of planning, we are moving out of our little SF apartment to our new home in the East Bay. We’ve had quite the adventures over the past couple of years.
We came to SF from Sonoma County because I found a job downtown mere blocks from our apartment. It was a dream to have a commute I could walk.
Then I took another job on the peninsula where I could bike commute to the commuter train. Still pretty awesome.
Our little Squishy-man celebrated three birthdays in our apartment, growing from a baby to a toddler to a preschooler in a blink.
We had tons of fun in SF events that were in our own backyard.
And had our fair share of good times with our city crew! Plus that New Years Eve 2013 party we hosted on the roof was epic. Just sayin’.
It was also fun to watch Squish become a “city kid.” He had a very different experience than Hulk and I did, growing up in the suburban midwest! That kid will never have a fear of heights, that’s for sure.
And then there was the pool. I’ll miss the pool.
And now it’s time to pack it in, and say our goodbyes. It’s been an incredible stop in the proverbial journey of life, but now it’s time for a new chapter. And I do not care that I am mixing metaphors.
Farewell, San Francisco! We’ve had a wonderful time. And you’ll only be a BART ride away for future adventures and shenanigans!
Wednesday was a super fun class. Depending on your definition of “fun”. It was box jump day!
The Strength portion was 8×3 box jumps. For women it was suggested height of 30″. Which is literally half of my height. I did not jump 30″. I tried and failed spectacularly. So I did my reps at a respectable 27″.
Then the workout was four rounds for time with a (yay!) 3-minute rest in between each round:
30 air squats
After my third round I realized that we were supposed to be tracking our time and posting the best round. Oh. I think maybe my best was 3:20-ish?
That night my legs were completely shot, and I noticed my hamstring pain was coming back and I was starting to develop shin splints. So I took Thursday and Friday off to sleep in and recover a bit. I was just able to put my shoes on without my hamstrings screaming at me, so I think that was a good decision and I’m ready to work out Saturday now!
Meanwhile, I’m half-seriously tracking my macros. Wednesday was a really good day eats-wise. I managed to get pretty close to my macro goals. Breakfast was a few scrambled eggs (some pretty pastured eggs I picked up at the farmer’s market, soooo pretty!), and an entire can of pureed sweet potatoes.
Lunch at work was some leftover paleo “spaghetti” and a romaine salad with the last of my beloved salad dressing. This Tessamae’s Green Goddess dressing is so amazing. I put it on anything I’m not really excited about eating, like a bowl of romaine lettuce, and it makes it amazing. Sadly, it’s not one of the Whole30 compliant dressings, but when I’m not on a Whole30 I will drink it.
Dinner was my first attempt at a Home Chef dinner, which is one of those delivery services where they send you ingredients and a recipe to make a whole dinner. Hulk heard about it from a friend and we decided to try it out. I tried out the Clementine and Hot Honey Chicken recipe.
They did a fantastic job of measuring out the ingredients in little pre-packaged samples, and the instructions were simple to follow. I wasn’t super stoked about the portion size because I eat a remarkable volume for a human my size, but I added some extra veggies and it was all good.
In family news, It was Take Your Child to Work on Thursday, and Squish accompanied me to my place of gainful employment. My company did a fantastic job of setting up a “classroom” for all of the kids that day, and had organized sessions, games, and even a magic show to keep everyone engaged and entertained.
I was a little concerned that Squish was a bit young for the event, so I brought my home computer for him to play games on if he got bored. There is only so much you can explain to a four-year-old what it’s like to be an implementation consultant for a cloud ERP software provider. I mean, most adults glaze over when I tell them what I do for a living. So when it got a little too technical for him with the older kids, he came to my desk and “worked” along with me. The best part was at the end of the day when all the kids were asked what they learned about what their parents do, his response was, “Mommy plays games on the computer.” No, son, I reckon that would be the case if I worked at EA Games across the street. I almost failed college because of my “The Sims 2” obsession. Anyway, he had a blast and wants to come with me to work everyday now.
Yesterday both Hulk and I went to CrossFit! I went to the 6am class and he attended the 6:30pm, but it was sort of like we worked out together. At least we got to commiserate about wall balls when he got home. It’s nice to have a workout buddy again.
Skill: Pistols 5×10
WOD Part A:
8 minute AMRAP of:
20 wall balls (men = 20lb, women = 14lb)
My score: 3 rounds and 3 wall balls (Rx’ed the weight!)
WOD Part B:
3 rounds of:
15 pullups (bands/modify as needed)
My time: 11:57, with a bit of waiting for a rower
I had never done pistol squats before. I was terrible; so much for core flexibility. But they were really fun to try out. The only bummer to the two-part workout was that there were a ton of people in my class, and not enough rowers, so you ended up waiting for one at each round. The wait was maybe 30 seconds, but it was enough to catch your breath!
Then I patted myself on the back for packing my lunch for work. Look at my snazzy new lunch bag! I thought a new lunch bag would inspire me to bring lunch to work more often.
Sadly, I packed leftover spaghetti squash bake, and I forgot a fork. And the fact I didn’t have access to a microwave at the site I’m working at this week. Whomp. I really didn’t want to eat with my hands at my desk (so professional, I know!) so I was a bit hungry at the end of the day.
After dinner Squish and I did a mommy-and-me date to the playground and went out for ice cream afterwards. It’s been a while since we had some quality time, and I had been working so much and traveling so much lately we needed a bit of time to have fun together. Of course the first thing he said to me this morning was, “I want a chocolate ice cream cone on a ‘pointy cone’ with sprinkles!” That was his order at the ice cream place last night. I want ice cream for breakfast too, buddy.
Wednesday means it’s time for What I Ate Wednesday. Who’s ready for some crappy iPhone photos of half-eaten food with captions? I know I am!
I was so irritated this morning. The night before, I packed my bag, checked that my alarm was set, and told Hulk that I was going to CrossFit this morning. Then I woke up at 6:07, 7 minutes after class had started, to find that I must have slept through my alarm. I was super annoyed. I was feeling really pumped and ready to hit it. Instead, I hit some of those egg muffins I made on Sunday for breakfast.
The picture doesn’t lie. They were terrible. Healthy, but terrible. I don’t like leftover egg bakes. I choked them down, but I seriously need to find something to pair them with. This is going to be a long week of breakfasts. However, I did remember my reusable mug at the coffee shops this morning. Yes, plural. No, don’t care.
I was in Oakland for work this week, onsite for a project launch. I have found my most favorite lunch place Uptown that does a really nice shawarma salad. Today was lamb and beef. It was terrible. Next time I’ll try to take a picture before I consume all of the salad.
For dinner we finally dug into the pizza spaghetti pie I made Sunday. Everyone was super hungry and we made quick work of it. I was too busy loading Buttercup’s plate with more steamed carrots and telling Squish to keep his glass of milk away from the edge of the table to take pictures, but it pretty much looked like this:
Yes, just like that.
You know what’s messed up? Letting a four year old watch “The Land Before Time,” then telling him it’s bedtime literally right after Littlefoot’s mother died. That may have happened. I should know by now to simply take the remote and say, “Let’s watch Bob the Builder!” when Squish repeatedly asks me, “What’s happening?” over and over in a worried voice during any intense scene. My penance shall most likely be a few 3am wake-up calls from a preschooler terrified awake with nightmares.
For the Women’s Scaled division, here was the workout for me:
Complete as many rounds and reps as possible in 7 minutes of:
10 power snatches
5 jumping chest-to-bar pull-ups
Men use 65 lb. Women use 45 lb.
That’s it. What, like it’s hard?
Yeah, it’s hard. While warming up, I couldn’t get a single chest-to-bar. Not a one. Turns out between my stumpy legs and my complete lack of being able to generate any sort of power resulted in a weight-to-power ratio of “Well, it’s cute that she’s trying.” Whatever, I figure I’ll land a score of 10 with the power snatches and spend the rest of the time trying to land a pull-up.
The cool thing about the Open is that it doesn’t feel like a regular workout. There’s still the atmosphere that it’s a competition, and sometimes that works to your advantage. While I couldn’t land a pull-up while warming up, once the buzzer rang and the workout started, suddenly I sort of feel superhuman. While I was jumping toward the bar desperate for contact and being so close to making it, at one point I adjusted my feet and angle while I jumped, and my chest about slammed on the bar. I got my first chest-to-bar! I went from thinking I wouldn’t be able to finish a round to nearly completing three; for every C2B I succeeded, I had about 5 or 6 no-reps. But at the end with a score of 41 I was pretty happy. I am eager to see what score I can get up to once I have the technique down!
Meanwhile, children. Because I know for some of you this is the only reason you check out my blog.
Squish was getting all ‘stached up at preschool the other day.
The other night I was participating in the rare activity of watching TV, and the characters were playing poker. Squish was interested in the game they were playing, so I decided to break out the ol’ poker set and make sure my kids know how to win their lunch money back someday.
It will probably be a while until I post some good pictures of Buttercup. She has firmly hit the stage where 1) she doesn’t stop moving long enough to take a photo and 2) once she sees the camera/phone out, she immediately wants it. I remember this stage with Squish, too. Pretty much ever photo ends up like this:
That’s it until next time. Go make it a great day!
I returned home late last night to the much anticipated family-bomb. Hulk and the kids picked me up from the airport all smiles and a few screams. During the drive back home from SFO, Squish filled me in about the goings-on from the week while repeatedly requesting me to sing his favorite songs (Jingle Bells and Puff the Magic Dragon); Miss Buttercup just screamed because she was restrained in her car seat, not cuddled in my lap where she wanted to be. “Get used to disappointment” is the common phrase we throw around in this situation. Once we got home she was all giggles again.
I ended up working from home to accommodate some weird meetings, and since Hulk had been single-parenting it all week he arranged the kids to go to Gramma and Grampa’s house for the weekend so he could have a breather. Gramma came to pick the kids up over lunch, and Squish was super excited he gets to use his new “going to gramma’s house” suitcase!
One exciting part about having the kids at the grandparents’ this weekend is Hulk can join me in Friday Night Lights for the Crossfit Open 16.2 tonight! Yay! Who’s ready for some double-unders?!?
Time to head to the gym, I’ll be back later with a 16.2 recap … Go make it a great day!